He that dwelleth in the help of the Mother of God: will abide under her
The concourse of enemies will not harm him: the flying arrow will not touch
For she will deliver him from the snare of the hunter: and under her wings
she will protect him.
Cry out to her in your dangers: and the scourge will not come nigh your
He who has placed his hope in her, will find the fruit of grace: the gate
of paradise will be opened to him.
Glory be to the Father, etc.